Oh how I used to suffer through day long sales meetings during which everyone smoked but me and the VP of Sales always had one of those huge phallic symbols stuck in his mouth. He fit the stereotype - arrogant, obnoxious. He thoroughly enjoyed making a scene in the very BEST (read: most expensive) restaurants in NYC over his right to smoke a cigar and ruin the meals of ten tables around him.

Then again, I know one cigar smoker who truly enjoys a good one now and again - nicest guy in the world.